All Chapters of Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

RINA The kiss deepened with every breath I drew, moving from a desperate clash of teeth and lips to something much more feral. It became wet and slurpy, our tongues tangling in a powerful dance that tasted like both copper and heat. I was lost in it, my fingers digging into the hard muscle of his shoulders as he pressed me even further against the cruiser. Then I felt his hand move lower and with a practiced, effortless flick of his wrist, he unbuckled my heavy leather duty belt. The sound of the metal clinking was like a starter pistol for my nervous system. Before I could even register the loss of my gear, his hand moved lower, sliding past the waistband of my tactical pants. He found me instantly. I was already dripping wet, my body betraying my badge in the most delicious way possible. "Oh, god," I moaned loudly, my head falling back loosely against the window of the car. He wasn't just touching me. God, no. He was dismantling my mind. He began to circle my nub slowly,

DAKOTAHe reached out, his long finger pointing to a picture on the page—a grainy shot of seven-year-old me hugging a scruffy, golden puppy."You looked so adorable there," he whispered, his voice dangerously close to my ear. "Look at those pigtails. You were so tiny."I let out a shaky chuckle, trying to regain my composure. "I remember that summer. Tiffany and I had gone out to get groceries at that little market on Main, and we found her behind the dumpsters. I begged Tiff for two hours to let me keep her."Conrad chuckled, and the sound was so deep and rich it felt like it vibrated through my entire body. "I remember. You named her Goldie. You were obsessed.""I was," I said, shaking my head as I stared at the photo. "And then we found out she belonged to that family. I thought my heart was literally breaking when they came to get her.""You cried for three days straight," Conrad said, his voice softening. "I had to bring you three boxes of those fudge pops to get you to stop."I

DAKOTA I didn't say a word. I just reached out, my fingers trembling as I touched the pulse point at the base of his neck, our eyes burning into each other's. The collision was instant and brutal. He leaned in, and our lips met in a warm, hot, and intense crash that made my head spin. It wasn't hesitant this time; it was a demand. A very loud and clear demand.He tasted like hot, messy sin and the lingering sweetness probably from the wine he had during dinner. Conrad’s large hands were possessive and experienced as they slid under the hem of my shirt in a torturously slow and deliberate manner. I let out a broken gasp against his mouth as his palms skimmed over my ribs, sending tingling sensations all over my hypersensitive skin. Conrad didn't for once break from the kiss. He slowly reached around with a precision that made my brain go fuzzy, unbuckling my bra with a single, practiced motion. I was tired of waiting, tired of the barriers. I was craving him with an urgency that

LAUREN "Oh my god, what would I do without you?" Taylor cried, lunging forward and hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. "You’re the best friend anyone could ask for. Seriously." She pulled back, wiping her eyes and tucking a stray blonde extension behind her ear. "He’s more than likely at Liam’s place downtown. They’ve been holed up there all week 'gaming,' which is just code for drinking beer and going berserk. Go there now. Please." "Aye captain, I'm on it," I said, grabbing my purse and heading for the door before she could change her mind. Twenty minutes later, I pulled up to Liam’s apartment. It was a brick building that had seen better days, tucked into a corner of downtown that always smelled like exhaust and cheap pizza. My heart was racing with every step I took toward the entrance. This wasn't just a mission of seeking mercy; this was a heist. I found Liam in the common area, sitting on a raggedy recliner. He looked up as I walked in, a half-eaten taco in one

SYDNEY I swallowed nervously, my heart hammering a rhythm so loud it felt like it was echoing off the velvet-covered walls of the VIP suite. Then the door creaked open with a slow groan and two figures stepped out of the shadows. As they walked into the soft, crimson glow of the light, my eyes widened, and the air in my lungs suddenly felt like it had turned to lead. The recognition hit me hard. My breath caught in the back of my throat, and I felt the room tilt just a little. I turned to Camden, my voice a shaky whisper. "You did not..." Camden didn't look a bit surprised. He just leaned back, a dark, triumphant smirk playing on his lips. "I told you I wanted this to be special, Syd. I told you I wanted to give you something you’d never forget." I turned back to the newcomers. My legs felt like they were made of jelly as I stood up. Stepping toward me was a man I had seen a thousand times, but only through a backlit screen in the dead of night when Cole was halfway across